From the Mayan ruins, we went to the Louisiana swamplands, and found an exhibit along the way that I’m not sure if it actually belonged to the zoo or took up residence on its own.
Regardless, we didn’t linger near it, but moved on to see some alligators. More especially, some albino alligators.
This one looks like it’s floating in formaldehyde, and since it didn’t move the entire time, I can’t say for sure that it wasn’t.
Be careful while wandering through the swamp area, though, because you never know what’s lurking around the corners.
It wouldn’t be a true swamp experience without rocking on the porch for a while with some Cajun music piped through speakers.
And I discovered something even better than the rocking chair, the footsie wootsie:
Just stick a quarter into these contraptions and they rejuvenate your feet. Poor Pete, didn’t have a quarter.
After relaxing for a spell, we looked at some more swamp scenery and easily spotted the alligators. Can you?
Ok… good job! But now can you spot the bear?
Apparently, the black bears like to climb up to the top of this tower and sleep in the shade during a hot afternoon. I wanted to see them playing about the swamp. Maybe next time.
Peter was worried that the zoo train was after him. He thought he could hear it in the distance, so he ran away. We found him hiding in a corner (and coincidentally, in a perfect “broken doll” pose that I’m sure Tyra would approve).
We peeked in on a tender moment for some giraffes.
Amanda watched Peter climb up monkey hill.
While Penny and I waited in what appears to be handicap parking?
and I busied myself taking photos of Penny Lane.
But when I took this picture
we knew it was time to leave. This is where I discover that Amanda’s pretty amazing. Look at this:
That would be her pushing Penny in the stroller and holding Peter and still walking too fast for me to keep up. Yep, amazing.